DISCLAIMER:
The characters do not belong to me but to WB and Shoot the Moon.
AUTHOR: Jenny
SYNOPSIS:
Amanda collects her prize after winning a bet with Lee. What a prize! But when
it’s over, neither is sure exactly who the victor was.
RATING:
**NC-17**
TIMELINE:
After marriage, post 4th season I guess.
ANTE UP!
Lee
Stetson followed his wife of two years through the door of the room they were
occupying at the bed and breakfast in the quiet countryside town of Rolling
Hills. He carried two bags and her makeup case. Puffing slightly he dropped the
load on the carpet next to the door and started to complain once again.
"I
still don’t understand why we had to come all the way out here for one night,
Amanda."
"Because
you lost that bet fair and square and this is what I wanted in return. One
night away from the Agency, the boys, Mother, and all the rest."
"We
could have done that at my apartment!"
"Did
I mention the Agency?"
"Yes
but…"
"No
buts. The last three times we tried to spend the weekend alone we got
interrupted by work. Well, work can’t find us here and I intend to take
advantage of it."
"Okay,
fine. But will you tell me now what you have in store for me? I’m getting a
little nervous. Those bags are heavy. What exactly did you bring with
you?"
Amanda
Stetson looked at her husband and smiled mysteriously. "Nice try,
Scarecrow. But no cigar. You’ll know when I’m ready for you to know!"
Lee
crossed the room to stand close to her. He slipped his arms around her body and
pulled her close. Leaning down to nuzzle her ear, he asked softly, "Are
you sure I can’t get it out of you? I’ve been told that my powers of persuasion
are pretty awesome."
"Oh,
I know they are. That’s why you aren’t going to get the chance to try them on
me." She twisted slightly and with a light kiss on the end of his nose she
moved away from his arms. "I’m going shopping and you’re going to stay
here and take a nap. You didn’t get much sleep this week and I want all your
energy this evening."
Smart
enough to know when he was beat, Lee only smiled and led her to the door.
Besides, with her gone he could look into those suitcases and see what she had
planned.
Just
before she closed the door Amanda looked back and said, "Oh, by the way,
if you get into those bags while I’m gone, I’ll know. You know I will. I had a
good teacher. So stay out."
Chagrined
at having been caught, Lee gave her a meek smile and held up his hands in
supplication. She left the room and he glanced at the mysterious bags on the
floor. "Oh well, I guess I taught her too well!"
Lee
settled on the double bed with the handmade wedding ring quilt and promptly
fell asleep. He dreamed of his wife and slept pleasantly for 2 hours. When he
woke it was to the smell of hot food and burning candles. Rising from the bed
he saw that Amanda was back and had called for room service. He must have been
more tired than he thought. Not many people could enter his room and not wake
him. In fact, Amanda was the only one. She must have brought the food cart in
herself.
"Hi,
did you sleep well?"
"Uh,
yes. Thank you. What are you up to now?"
"Just
dinner. Go ahead and eat. I’ve already eaten."
As
he crossed to the table she went into the bathroom and locked the door. He
heard water running and called into the room, "Are you sure you don’t want
part of this?"
The
only response he got was too muffled to understand. Shrugging his shoulders, he
sat down and enjoyed his steak and potato. His chair faced away from the
bathroom door so he never saw her open the door and sneak up behind him.
He
smelled intoxicating jasmine and vanilla even as he felt the blindfold being
put over his eyes. Briefly startled he tried to rise but was halted by her
hands on his shoulders.
"Easy,
Lee. It’s just me. Are you through with your meal?"
"Yes."
"Good.
Stand up and come with me."
"Where?"
"Just
stand up and follow me."
Carefully,
he stood and felt her hand grasp his and lead away from the table and toward
the scented air wafting out of the bathroom. As they entered, the steam hit him
full force and he inhaled deeply. Distracted by the smells, he barely
registered her closing the door behind him. Even through the blindfold he could
tell the room was darkened, lit only by several large pillar candles scattered
around the room. They lined the counter and small dressing table in the corner.
So they were the source of that strangely arousing smell.
Moving
to stand in front of him, Amanda began to undress him. She started with the
buttons on his pale blue shirt. One by one she slid the small white disks free
of their fastenings. With each newly exposed patch of skin, she bestowed upon
him small warm kisses. His skin tingled with every touch. Finally the shirt was
open and she ran her hands inside to pull it from the waistband of his faded
Levi’s. With this accomplished, she pushed the material off his shoulders and
let it drop onto the floor. Standing before him, she ran her hands all over his
skin. Lingering over his flat nipples, she lightly flicked each one with her
tongue before moving around behind him.
Hissing
at the sensation, Lee attempted to turn and pull her into his arms. She evaded
him easily and admonished him to be still.
"You
lost the bet. This is my prize. So ante up! Be still until I’m through with
you."
"Yes
ma’am."
From
behind him once again, Amanda pressed her body against his. She was still
dressed, he could feel the soft cotton of her tee shirt. She pressed a string
of open-mouthed kisses down his spine. Stopping at his pants, she moved to the
front of him once again. She leaned up and kissed him hard on the mouth even as
she reached for the button of his jeans. Working the button free, she brushed
against his firm arousal. She smiled against his mouth and whispered, "Now
that’s the spirit". Sliding the zipper down she skimmed her hand over the
front of his boxers. He moved against her almost involuntarily. Reaching for
her once more, he was rebuffed by her gentle slap on the wrist.
She
moved away from him, crouched and pushed his pants and boxers down his long
legs. Resuming her trail of kisses, she planted her hot mouth against his left
inner thigh. Working her way down she removed his remaining clothes and brought
her trail up the inside of his right leg. Pausing at his erection, she quickly
swirled her tongue over it’s tip and caressed the back of his thighs with both
hands. She slid her tongue down the length of his shaft once, twice, then a
third time.
When
she felt his knees lock in an effort to hold his frame up, she stood from her
crouching position and kissed him fully on the mouth. Unable to hold back any
longer Lee grabbed her with both arms and pulled her hard against his body. She
let him hold her until she felt him start to pull her shirt out of her pants.
Not ready for that she stopped him once again.
"Not
yet, Lee. Step this way."
With
a huge groan of frustration, he followed her voice to the tub. The large claw
footed tub had been filled with steaming fragrant water and was bubbling with
bath salts. He was unable to see this but felt the bubbles against his skin
when she assisted him to step into the water and sit down. Waiting for her next
surprise, he attempted to remove the blindfold. Catching him, she prevented the
action and softly kissed his forehead.
"Just
hold on a few more minutes."
"Amanda,
I don’t know if I can. What are you doing now?"
"I’m
undressing."
"Tell
me."
Slightly
startled by this turn of events, Amanda thought briefly before deciding to play
along. "I’m taking my hair down… I’ve gotten my shirt wet. It’s sticking
to me. I’ll have to peel it off, I think."
Hearing
the soft rustle of fabric Lee knew she had it off.
"What
are you doing now?"
"I’m
going to unbutton my jeans. Zipper next. Now I’ll just slide them off."
Pausing
to step out of the denim pile, she considered which item to remove next.
"I’ve
got on that new peach lace bra that you like. I’m going to unfasten the front
hooks and slid it down my arms. Now the peach panties are gone too."
When
she quit talking, Lee sat up and asked, "Amanda, where did you go?"
"Nowhere,
I’m right here." He felt the water slosh softly as she stepped into the
tub. He braced his arms on the side of the tub, unsure of what she was going to
do next. He didn’t wait for long. He felt her settle down on his lap. Her hot
core nestled against his now throbbing sex. Wrapping her arms around his neck,
she kissed him deeply. Her tongue entered his mouth and explored boldly.
She
threaded her fingers through the strands of his hair and held him firmly in
place against her mouth. He tasted of the wine he had with his meal and she
savored that flavor mixed with that was his own.
Lee
placed his own hands around her waist and caressed the soft skin there. He
moved his hands up her slim back and over her shoulders. Arching her back, she
pressed her aching breasts against his chest. Feeling her hard nipples pressing
against him, he begged, "Amanda, please let me see you."
Knowing
that he would continue to wear the blindfold if she said, he begged the Fates
to let her say yes. He was going insane not being able to see her.
In
answer, Amanda removed the offending article herself. Drinking in the site of
her in the candlelight, Lee whispered, "You’re beautiful, Amanda Stetson.
I love you."
"Oh
Lee, I love you too." She leaned in to kiss his neck and shivered as she
felt his hands move down her back and up her ribs to cup her breasts.
Reverently, he brushed each sensitive nub with his thumbs. He pushed her torso
away from his body to be able to see her face. She looked deep into his eyes
and saw all the love they shared shining there. Throwing her head back she
breathlessly anticipated what he did next.
Starting
at he jaw line, he pressed light kisses along her neck and collarbone. When he
reached the spot between her breasts he lightly suckled, while he kneaded both
soft mounds with his hands. Turning his attention to her nipples, he laved each
one with his rough tongue.
When
she moaned her delight, he moved on to his next prize. Running his hands down
her stomach and over her thighs, he moved her body down his legs, enough to gain
access to the apex of her legs. Running his long fingers through the downy
fuzz, he found her trigger and pressed softly. She bucked against his hand and
cried out her pleasure. Slipping one long finger inside her depths, he caressed
her folds from within.
She
opened her eyes and looked directly into his. "Lee, I need you now, inside
of me. Where you belong."
Rising
up on her knees, she moved away from his probing hand and poised over his
hardness. Maintaining eye contact, she pressed his tip against her hot entrance
and felt him penetrate her depths, body and soul. Taking him completely on the
first stoke, she stilled long enough to wrap her arms around his hard shoulders
for support.
By
bringing his knees up behind her back he was able to press her fully against
his chest. The skin on skin friction was nearly his undoing. Biting his lip, he
held back for as long as possible. Only when he felt her inner muscles grip him
harder and her body began to shake around him did he let go. He poured his
essence into her and panting he collapsed against the side of the tub. She
collapsed against him and together they huddled while waiting on the room to
stop spinning.
"Amanda,
just who did you say won the bet?"
‘Oh,
Lee, I’d say we both won."
THE
END
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